Collapse Iron: I just transmigrated! You want me to save the Black Tower?!

"I'm in a bad mood, don't upset me."

Okay, bro.

Are the two lines they mentioned feasible?

The answer is probably yes.

At least for Jiang Jiu, this is a solution that he can try at this stage.

However, just because it is feasible does not mean that Jiang Jiu will do it.

And even if we take a step back and assume that the Pure Ones emerge one after another like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, what if they were?

Who knows how many pure and undefiled children there are? There's no way to determine them before they appear.

Before March was exposed, she hadn't even entered the memory path. If she didn't say that she came out of the Six Phases Ice, who would know?

How many times does he have to die to find the answer?

Jiang Jiu shook his head.

No need.

Having figured out what to do next, he decided not to stay in the system space any longer.

"System, location... Black Tower Space Station, time is two system times before the emergence of the Iron Tomb."

"Selection successful. Location: Black Tower Space Station... Teleportation is about to begin. Please prepare."

The scene before my eyes flashed by.

Jiang Jiu glanced at the scene before him and thought for a moment.

Hei Ta glanced at him sideways: "What's wrong?"

She subconsciously glanced at the little black tower doll on Jiang Jiu's shoulder, and paused for two seconds after looking at it.

"..."

"Black Tower, why don't you let the other factions go about their business and disperse?"

Black Tower rubbed his temples in exasperation.

There aren't many things that she finds difficult, but this is definitely one of them.

“Killing Iron Tomb won’t change the outcome; no matter how many people come, they’ll all be cannon fodder,” Jiang Jiu said calmly. “In that case, we might as well not come at all.”

"So as not to get in the way."

Heita was silent for two seconds. She wanted to retort to Jiang Jiu's words, but the words that came out were only helpless.

"So what are you planning to do? You can't just..."

Black Tower paused for a moment.

Her eyes were filled with blazing shock as she looked at Jiang Jiu with disbelief.

Jiang Jiu was somewhat puzzled.

He lowered his head, following her gaze.

Then... he saw a knife, a scalpel.

It pierces through the center of the back, through the heart, and out through the heart.

He froze for a moment.

It wasn't pain, it was a subconscious confusion.

He doesn't remember ever losing his sense of pain to this extent, not even feeling a stab to the heart? When did this happen? He can't quite remember.

He opened his mouth, as if about to do something, but a metallic taste rose in his throat.

“The calculations of the Venerable Master are beyond reproach.”

A voice came from behind, very soft and flat, as if stating a conclusion that had been written long ago.

"Geniuses are no exception."

Polka Kaka stood behind him, gripping the hilt of her knife, her face expressionless. Her other hand rested on his shoulder, not too hard, just enough to keep him from falling.

The moment Black Tower raised his hand, his scepter was knocked away, and then several barriers rose from the ground, easily blocking the path of a genius.

Polka Kaka only blocked the Black Tower, without attacking it.

I don't know what's on the scalpel.

At the moment of being stabbed, the power of fate could not be mobilized at all.

Jiang Jiu tried to grasp the scalpel, but Polka Kaka turned the handle first, the blade churning in Jiang Jiu's chest, his heart being shredded.

Jiang Jiu stood there, looking at the reflection of the bleeding knife tip on his chest in the black tower's purple eyes, and felt a little absurd for no reason.

“Ha…” he uttered a low, breathy sound, the last syllable of which trembled slightly, “…Polka.”

"You're finished."

Chapter 248 Blood debts must be repaid in blood!

It turns out that people can actually laugh when they're extremely speechless.

Inside the pure white system space.

Jiang Jiu lowered his head, his shoulders trembled slightly, and his whole body shook, but he did not make a sound.

He is laughing.

The entire system space was silent, as if the bullet comments were dead; not a single person dared to utter a sound.

Jiang Jiu laughed for a long time, until he was tired of laughing, before he finally looked up.

His eyes remained expressionless, and even his tone of voice remained unchanged.

"system."

"......exist."

"Perhaps the mission isn't so urgent. Host, you can rest for a while before..."

"A mission?" Jiang Jiu chuckled. "No, who cares about that stuff?"

"Locating Polka's location, at any time, is not important."

"Selection successful. Coordinates: 65, 1253, 4, 414... Teleportation is about to begin. Please prepare."

......

Polka Kaka stood in his laboratory, calmly conducting his experiments.

No one can find her location, and no one knows where this place is.

Logically speaking, that's how it is.

Her scalpel had just been taken out of the petri dish, and a drop of pale blue liquid clung to the tip.

She watched as the drop of liquid slowly slid down and landed on the glass slide with a very soft sound.

Polka Kaka's fingers were very steady, without the slightest tremor from beginning to end. She was a focused person, so focused that she could ignore all external distractions, so focused that she believed nothing in the world could distract her.

Then she heard the sound of a sword.

Polka Kaka reacted almost instantly, but the sword was so fast that she didn't even have time to turn around before it arrived.

The Lonely Star Sword pierced through her back and penetrated her body.

The angle and force of this sword strike were terrifyingly precise. It wasn't fatal, but it was enough to completely weaken the hand that was holding the knife.

The scalpel slipped from her fingertips, landed on the lab table, and then vanished into nothingness.

Polka Kaka lowered his head, staring blankly at the bleeding sword tip in his chest for a moment.

She was about to do something, but Jiang Jiu didn't give her the chance.

Her omniscience domain was useless against Jiang Jiu. As for karma? How could someone who appeared out of nowhere have karma?

The sword was drawn, and then came the second strike... which severed one of her hands.

Polka Kaka turned to the side, trying to create distance, but the third sword had already blocked her retreat.

The sword pierced her side, making a horizontal cut. It wasn't deep, but it hurt.

She groaned and slammed her head against the lab table behind her, shattering glassware all over the floor.

Jiang Jiu stood in front of her, holding his sword, looking down at her.

His expression was calm, so calm that Polka showed no emotion whatsoever.

"Who are you?" Polka Kaka's voice was steady, his left hand pressed against the wound on his side, blood seeping from between his fingers. "Do you know what you're doing?"

Jiang Jiu did not answer. He simply raised his sword, the tip of which was three inches from her throat.

"Who am I? Guess," he said softly.

Polka Kaka narrowed her eyes. She really didn't know this person... but she seemed to be able to guess why he wanted to kill her.

"Attempting to interfere with the calculations of intellect, and even attacking the Star God of Intellect..."

Polka's words stopped there.

Jiang Jiu caught the attack that was within reach, and at the same time, the life force within Polka Kaka's body exploded, ultimately becoming the greatest fireworks display.

Jiang Jiu watched this scene calmly, his eyes slightly lowered.

See? That's how skirmishes always go.

Especially those who command with intellect have little ability to retaliate against such a sudden attack.

"Being approached is a problem with my perception, but what's on the scalpel?"

"Things that can be used in the short time I'm here are probably things that have existed for a long time."

After all, the last time I encountered being instantly killed was when I went head-to-head with a Star God.

It's hard not to care.

Jiang Jiu muttered to himself, his gaze wandering casually through Polka's laboratory.